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Skulking
As Raedrick expected, the twenty horses had indeed cut up the ground fairly well. He found it hard to believe that Isenholf--he could not bring himself to call the criminal by his assumed name--neglected to think about that. So he halfway expected to find the rear guard lying in wait somewhere on the trail.
But when he and Selam reached the Eastflow ford without incident, Raedrick began to rethink his assumption. Maybe Isenholf had not thought about the trail he left. Or worse, maybe he simply did not care. He had not bothered to hide his contempt, even of his former comrades in arms. He had always been cocky, but not sloppy.
"He must be very sure that his advantage is unassailable," Raedrick said to himself.
"Or he's just an ass," Selam offered.
Raedrick blinked in surpr
